ink on a page, like HaShem on the earth
creation spills out through the dashes and curves
from tohu to typeset, va'vohu to verse
i learn how to craft, out of nothing, from word
like rhythm from silence
like life from the dirt
in time, and with magic,
there's newness,
rebirth
jealousy is a beach ball drowned by sunscreened arms in a concrete pool it shoots out of the water of your belly with thunderous propulsion the burn of lightning struck charring insides cold as frostb
you don't realize your breathing's been strained until it is clear again how not in love you really were until you're really in love good god love is a heart beating through clear valves for the first